“Let me be a wordsmith, with a silver tongue, a silver soul. Let me be what no one else is. Let me put into words what no one else has ever done and let me do it in ways no one else has done before.”

“Oh say, can’t you see? That words aren’t enough? They are only temporary. Only substitutes. Subtitles to your life, flashing before your eyes. You cannot pause or retract every single word that has been uttered. They are carved in the air, like in marble stone.”


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